This entire fanfic is dedicated to Nina-D-lux and those of you who still has a little princess deep inside and never actually got over your Princess-phase :P

Chapter 3

Hercules was very proud of himself, being the most athletic person in the school he was the first to arrive at the canteen. And he saved a nice table for him and his friends; it was a big table that could fit almost eight people, well seven, since Hercules was like one and a half of a person. Not that Hercules had seven other friends to sit with, but maybe Quasi's pretty friend, Esmeralda and her other Junior friends would join them for lunch again.

He took out his neatly packed lunch box. He uncovered it and two big sandwiches stared back at him, it was still warm but the bread was a little soggy from the moisture. The smell of melted cheese wafted as Hercules took a giant sniff and smiled. Oh mom, you didn't have to, he thought. Lunch was chicken, tomato and lettuce, topped with melted mozzarella. Hercules felt spoiled by his mother since she insisted on packing him lunch every day. He felt like a kid and it's probably pretty lame for moms to still pack a high school student's lunch, but a nice, cheesy sandwich beats the lousy canteen food. Hercules took a bite and he cracked a smile of utter bliss. Sweet cheesus…

Not a moment too soon, Quasi came along with Milo who propped his leather bag onto the table.

"Hey!" Milo greeted his friend enthusiastically.

"Hey, Milo! Quasi!" Hercules greeted in return with equal enthusiasm, "You're cheery," he observed.

"Yeah…" Milo sighed dreamily as he took his sandwich out of his bag.

"Oh hey, Quasi… Is um... your friend Esmeralda and her other friends coming for lunch?" Hercules asked, trying to play it cool.

"Oh, no… I don't think so," Quasi answered. He looked a little bummed out, but the sad expression quickly flitted over and he put on a smile again. Hercules felt a little disappointed too, but oh well, those girls only sat with them occasionally. "So…" Quasi said to change the subject, "What's up with you, Milo? You're rarely this cheery, have you solved another puzzle?"

"Oh no, nononono." Milo chuckled, "If anything, a new and really hard one just came up. But she's amazing…" he trailed off and sighed.

"A she?" Hercules and Quasi said in unison. They were surprised because Milo was rarely into girls.

"Yeah…" Milo smiled then took a bite from his sandwich.

"Wow, what makes her so special? You never like girls," Quasi asked, while taking out his lunch which was also a sandwich.

"Hey! We're all having sandwiches for lunch!" Hercules stated the obvious.

In truth, all three boys had their sandwiches packed at home. Milo's was packed by his maid (well, it was more like his grandfather's maid, or maids because he was very well-off), and Quasi by his mom. This was only one of the reasons that made these boys in the bottom of the social pyramid of pretty much the entire school among many others. In short, they were social-retards. So naturally they banded together and formed their own little group. It was an odd mix indeed; a geek, an athlete and a physically less attractive fellow. But if there was one word that could sum these guys up, it was "nice". Guess nice guys do finish last.

"Gosh, I don't know…" Milo smiled, wider than his big glasses.

"Who is she?" Hercules asked.

"Oh, it's Kida." Milo sighed as he said her name. He felt pretty comfortable just telling his friends since none of them had anything to hide from each other. They were just good, kind, honest boys.

"Who's Kida?" Quasi asked. He was a junior so he wasn't so familiar with all the sophomores.

"Uh…" Hercules scanned the crowding canteen; he spotted Kida a few tables over with her friends. "There! Her! The one with the silver hair!" he said a little too loudly causing heads to turn. "Hey, she's on the track team with me!" he suddenly remembered.

"She runs too? Gosh…" Milo smiled again.

"Hey look, those weirdoes are pointing at you, Kida!" Meg observed, "Wonder what they want?"

Kida looked over to where Meg was pointing and saw a table of three boys staring and talking about what she assumed was herself. She recognized one of them as Milo Thatch and she waved at him. Milo instantly waved back, but he was shaking his hands so fast he looked like his arm was having a seizure. His friends laughed at how goofy Milo was behaving.

"Since when are you friends with Milo Thatch?" Meg questioned.

"Oh we sat together during math. He is a nice boy, very smart too," Kida explained in a neutral tone.

"He seems to think more of it," Meg smiled mischievously.

"He is only a friend," Kida dismissed Meg's remark.

"Sure…" Meg raised her eyebrows.

Mulan's eyes suddenly widened, she smirked then went "Hah!"

"What?" Meg looked at her quizzically.

"She forgot to check our math homework! Yes, it won't go down on record! Hell yeaaahhh!" Mulan chirped in a sing-song voice, whilst fist-pumping.

"Dammit!" The math teacher didn't check their math homework today. This one time she actually bothered to put effort into the damn thing! This girl is too damn lucky, Meg thought.

Just then, a disgruntled Meri arrived with an irked Belle. Meri was always grunting one way or another. But Belle was supposed to be the calmest of them all, and right now, she looked the opposite of calm. Her friends could obviously sense something was very wrong since she looked even more annoyed than Meri, and that was saying something.

Meri plunked into the seat next to Kida, "I flunked my test, don't ask," was all she said. Ugh, her mom was so going to kill her.

Her friends didn't bother to inquire on and looked at Belle to start explaining why she was so upset.

Belle put her chin on the table and looked at them. Suddenly she just started ranting off, "Ugh. This stupid boy, Adam! HekeptkickingmychairduringclassandIdon'tevenknowwhyhekeptkickingmebuthejustdid! SoItriedtomakehimapologizebuthewon'tevenadmitthathekickedmewhenitwassoobviousthathewastheonewhokickedme! Ugh! Itwasannoyingbecausehekeptinterruptingmyreading! Three times! He kicked me three times!" She huffed then blew a strand of hair out of her face.

Her friends gave Belle a look of utter confusion. Meg was the first to break the silence, "What the what? I just heard Adam blahblahblah 'Ugh!' blahblahblah 'He kicked me three times!'"

"Never mind," Belle pouted frustratingly. She didn't feel like repeating her rant. And now that she thought about it, it was a pretty dumb reason to get pissed off. I mean sure, he kicked her chair like three times, but Belle knew that deep down she was just really pissed because he interrupted her reading, more than the act of kicking her chair. And she hated it when people interrupted her; it's just a thing. You do not interrupt Belle while she was reading excellent books.

Mulan looked like she was the only one who half-understood what she was saying, "Oh… That's so mean! He kicked you three times and still won't apologise? What an ass."

"I know! And then the weirdest part was, he went up to me after class and 'returned' a pen that didn't belong to me." Belle took out the pen from her pocket and showed it to her friends.

"That is odd," Kida remarked. Meri had her head down so she just grunted in agreement.

Meg shrugged, "Adam was always a little… off." And she shook her hand in a so-so gesture. "Well, woe is me! Let's eat!"

"When you say 'let's eat', you mean 'Hey, let's nibble off everyone else's lunch because I don't have any', right?" Mulan gave her a look. But she was just messing with her friend.

Meg just smiled and replied with a snappy "yeah". They were all used to Meg eating off their lunches since they were aware that Meg's mom couldn't always provide her food for lunch, barely even money for a small snack. So she was welcome to free-load on their lunches.

Meri took out her lunch box. "Yes! Lasagna!" She took a bite then spat it back out, "Yuck, vegetable lasagna! Stupid meat-free Monday!" Meri's mother insisted the family go on a meat-free diet every Monday because it was quote-unquote healthier and more environmentally friendly. Yeah, but you don't have to take it out the lasagna, Meri thought. It's lasagna, for crying out loud! Putting vegetables defeats the purpose of a good lasagna, Meri thought. She pushed her lunch box away disgustingly.

Meg seeing discarded food, swoops in like a vulture and takes Meri's lunch box. She takes a bite and moans. "Mmmm, this is sooo good." She then realizes that she never actually had Meri's permission to eat, "Um, I can eat this… right?" Meg said in half-chew.

"Go ahead," Meri gave her the all-clear and Meg dove right in.

"You know, vegetables are good for you," Meg said.

"Ugh, shut up and eat Meg. You sound just like my mother," Meri rolled her eyes.

Shang scanned the canteen for an empty seat. Make that an entire empty table he can have to himself since he was in no mood to make conversation with anyone. But so far none were available. There was one guy who had an entire table to himself in the corner of the canteen, a desirable spot for Shang and he wouldn't have minded sharing except he was picking his nose. Yeah, no. Maybe he should just go outside and find a bench, quickly finish his lunch then work on his Math project since he had nothing better to do.

Just as Shang was about to head out of the canteen, a big guy with ginger hair stopped him. What now, Shang thought.

"Hey! Uh… Shang, right?" Hercules asked.

"Yeah…"

"Um… my friend here wanted to know if you wanna sit with us…" Hercules gestured to Milo who waved awkwardly at Shang.

"Since you looked like you could use a seat…" Milo smiled.

Shang recognized him from math. Why does he care?

"Um… no thanks. I'll just sit somewhere else…"

"No, really! It's ok! Sit with us!" Milo insisted hospitably. Shang really wanted to refuse their offer, but he didn't want to be rude especially when the guy was being so kind. Fine, whatever. A little conversation won't hurt.

"Ok." And with that, Shang sat with them.

"I'm Hercules!' Hercules grabbed Shang's hand and shook it vigorously.

"Um, Milo… You probably remember me from Math…" Milo smiled.

"And this here, is Quasimodo!" Hercules introduced Quasi enthusiastically, "He's a junior, but he's cool," he added.

Quasi smiled politely, "Hey. Just call me Quasi."

Shang looked at these boys and guessed they were probably labeled as the "losers" of this school. Well, not that he was somebody in his old school; he barely climbed the social ladder. He was always just… there. Quiet, reserved, smart… somewhere in the background and he intended to keep it that way. He quietly ate his lunch when the interrogating began.

"So Shang… you're new, right? Which school were you from?" Hercules asked.

"Um… that boys school across town."

"Hey, isn't that where they send those preppy, rich boys? How come you don't go there, Milo?" Hercules piped up.

Shang winced at the word "preppy". He was not preppy or rich. His family does okay, that's all. Milo just shrugged, "It's just not me… I can't really see myself in blazers and all that fancy stuff." Yeah, that was one thing Shang hated about his old school. It was stifling.

"So why'd you move schools?" Quasi asked.

"The teachers were shit." It was true, as much as he paid for an education there, the quality wasn't great. The teachers would just drone on and you can barely learn anything. Sure, they have fancy degrees and all that, but they couldn't teach. The only reason why the boys had top grades and top notch everything was because of tutouring and other activities outside school.

Naveen browsed through today's selection. Veggies, vegetarian, veggies, veggies, processed vegetarian crap, deep fried vegetarian crap, yuck, and ooh look, more veggies. If the school really wanted to help save the environment, maybe they should stop printing tons of worksheets, booklets, leaflets and posters, instead of cutting the 'quality' food the students deserve. With all the hype about "going-green", the school has taken a stand on the students' diet and decided that every Monday's food in the canteen be meat-free.

Naveen missed the old days when his maid would bring him lunch. The chef at home would cook whatever he wanted and his maid would send it to school during lunchtime while the food was still nice and hot. But that was elementary and this was high school, and he didn't want to come off like a spoiled wimp who needs to be served in school at the age of seventeen. That'd cramp his style.

He was next in the lunch line with Phoebus right behind him. Then he heard a familiar laugh not too far away. Esmeralda! His hormones immediately kicked into high gear as he ditched the lunch line and yelled back to Phoebus, "Hold my spot!"

"Dude!" What is the bastard up to now, Phoebus thought.

Esmeralda walked into the canteen with Tiana and Lottie. Naveen advanced towards them. He slipped in between Tiana and Esmeralda and slung an arm over her shoulders, guiding her to the front of the lunch line.

"Esmeralda, lemme buy you to lunch! Anything you want, it's on me!"

"Haaaay Naveen," Lottie giggled at the sight of him, but Naveen ignored her completely.

Once Phoebus spotted them, he gleamed at Esmeralda, "There you are! Why, I was afraid you'd be lost m'lady. Naveen can be such an idiot. Here, allow me…" He brought her right in front of the lunch selection, taking over Naveen's game.

Tiana reluctantly tagged along, while Lottie bounded after Naveen. Esmeralda's eyes flitted over to today's lunch. The first thing she spotted were deep fried vegetarian sausages floating in what they claim to be vegetarian gravy. Eww.

Esmeralda slipped away from Naveen and Phoebus' eager clutches, "Yeah, no." And she began strutting off the opposite direction.

"But vegetables are good you for you," Naveen added.

"Then you should eat some," Esmeralda turned back with a saucy smile. She rejoined Tiana and Lottie, and began to lead them away from the line.

"Aren't we eating with them?" Lottie asked with a hint of disappointment.

"Nope. Come on." Esmeralda dragged Lottie away with Tiana's help.

Damn, Naveen thought. Esmeralda, you little minx, you.

"Move it, kid! I ain't got all day!" the lunch lady yelled, bringing Naveen back from his thoughts. A line was forming behind them with lots of impatient, hungry students. He quickly took a juice box and paid for it by the cashier.

Back at Shang's, he was actually somewhat enjoying the company of those boys. They were being really nice, and they're probably the nicest guys he's ever met. That Hercules guy was a little more enthusiastic than he'd like, but if he could handle Yao, Ling and Chien Po, he could handle Hercules. The guys were explaining to him stuff about school, how things work, how the teachers are, the people are… Surprisingly, for a bunch of "losers" they knew a lot about everything.

Then the ambience was kind of ruined for Shang when three girls crashed into their little party.

"Hey Quasi! Hey guys! Thanks for saving us a seat!" Esmeralda said thankfully, being the spokesperson of the trio. She quickly sat herself next to Quasi.

"No problem!" Hercules smiled his widest. He was really that glad they could make it.

"Yeah, we would have come sooner if someone hadn't insisted on staying after class to ask about 'homework'?!" Tiana shot Lottie a look of annoyance. Of course they knew that wasn't their friend's true intention for lingering after class.

"What?! Hey, I really didn't know how to do that last question!" Lottie lied.

Tiana raised her eyebrows, giving the "Oh, really" look. Even teachers, Lottie was hitting on. Her best friend was hopeless.

Shang stayed silent and had his head down the entire time until Esmeralda suddenly noticed his presence, "Hey! I've never seen you before! Are you new?"

"Yeah."

"That's Shang. He's a sophomore, it's his first day," Quasi explained.

"Ah… well how are you liking it here Shang?" Esmeralda asked genuinely.

"It's ok." Hah, no it wasn't. The whole day's been really awkward up until lunch.

"Oh, I'm Esmeralda, by the way. This is Tiana, and Charlotte." She gestured to her friends.

Tiana gave Shang a smile, "Hey."

"Heya! Just call me Lottie," she giggled. "How old did you say you were?" She was so checking Shang out.

"I didn't."

"Oh, ok," Lottie said, feeling a little put off.

"Dude, we need to work on that math presentation," Mulan reminded Meg.

"Oh that? Meh." It was so Meg to forget and not even bother. Mulan usually ended up doing most of the work but when it came to presenting, Meg was great with thinking on her feet. In short, Meg's BS skills were great.

"Speaking of math…" Meg eyed Mulan, "Guess who we saw todaaaay?" She let the last word drag.

Mulan eyes widened and quickly kicked Meg's leg under the table. She looked Meg right in the eyes and they had an eye-to-eye, mental conversation.

"Shut up!"

"Nope, this is payback from math, bitch!" Meg's eyes narrowed.

"I will kill you!"

"Pff, like they won't find out eventually!"

But Kida beat her to it, "Mulan saw Shang in school today. He's the new student."

"Kida!' Mulan miffed.

"Wasn't that the boy you were telling us about this morning?" Meri smirked.

"No?! No! Pff, that guy doesn't even go here… This new kid's like some other guy…" Mulan lied, obviously not convincing anyone.

"See? It's fate! One moment he's a stranger getting his butt kicked, the next he's here with you in school! You're meant to be together!' Meg pointed at Mulan with her fork.

"Thanks a lot, Kida!" Mulan glared at her accusingly.

"You're welcome," Kida said, not catching the sarcasm at all.

"Heeeey! There he is now with Milo and those other dorks!" Meg pointed over.

All the girls craned their necks to check out the new boy. Mulan blushed when she caught sight of Shang. God he was certainly nice to look at.

Meri pulled a not-bad face and nodded in approval, "He's actually better-looking in person."

Belle just chuckled, "So that's what all the fuss is about."

"Eck, and there goes that slut Esmeralda and her friends, the walking Barbie doll," Meg sneered.

They looked again and saw Esmeralda arrive with Tiana and Lottie at their tables.

"Your pretty boy is quick with friends," Meg pointed out. Mulan's face fell a bit. How was she to compete against the likes of Esmeralda?

Just then, Milo caught the girls staring at them. His glasses accidentally slipped off the bridge of his nose into his sandwich. He fumbled awkwardly with his glasses, half-smeared with mayonnaise and waved at Kida. She just waved back again. His friends all snickered at his clumsy display and glanced at Kida.

"He so likes you," Meg cut in.

"Yeah, someone has taken a short-sighted eye for the short-tempered Kida," Meri chimed in.

"He does not like me and I certainly do not have feelings for this boy," Kida stated clearly.

"You certainly have my blessings," Belle chuckled, "He's probably one of the most decent boys in school. Good for you, Kida!"

Kida simply shook her head at her friends' ridiculous assumptions.

"You know, I heard he's like really rich too," Meg added.

"Is that supposed to impress me?" Kida asked, being sarcastic unintentionally.

"Oooh, Kida..." Mulan cooed, "well, are you?" She smirked.

"I don't want any of his money."

"Well, I would, if I were you," said Meg.

"Meg!"

"Just sayin'."

"Money is not a virtue. You shouldn't date him for his fortune," Belle advised.

"Yeah, and what should we date for? True love?" Meg laughed drily.

"You're just a pessimist. And well, yes! Why not!" Belle argued back.

"Pff. I call it being a realist," Meg disagreed haughtily.

"Guys! No one's dating anyone! Now chill!" Meri shut them both up.

Aurora clutched her books in one arm and held her thermos on the other, trying to balance all her stuff. Almost there, she thought. She already located her blonde and black-haired friends sitting on the far side of the canteen. Her arms were already sore from the heavy load, having to walk from one wing of the school, where her locker was, to another where the canteen was.

Snow spotted her and waved Aurora over. She wove through the tables, too focused on trying to hold her stuff together to see a stray banana peel on the ground. In the blink of an eye, Aurora's books went flying and she landed with a hard thud on her butt. She let out a scream as half the canteen turned around to see what happened. Her legs were splayed out awkwardly; luckily she didn't twist any ankles, nothing seemed broken. She blushed as all eyes settled on her. Aurora quickly fixed her skirt and smoothed out her shirt. Gosh, banana peels are seriously slippery, these things are lethal. And she thought their deadliness were just a myth on TV, but no, she just felt the full wrath of a seemingly innocent banana peel. Who was littering?!

Just as she was about to crawl awkwardly and pick up the nearest book, a hand shot out in assistance.

"Are you okay?"

Aurora looked up, it was Philip. He looked very concerned.

"Um, yeah…" She took his hand and he pulled her up gently. "-Ow- yeah, I'm okay…" Her tailbone hurt from the landing.

Someone let out a whistle in the background at Philip's act of chivalry. Aurora blushed. That's what you get for being saved by none other than the most dashing cheerleader of the cheerleaders. She was attracting a lot of unwanted attention.

"Um, thanks… I can take it from here…" Aurora bent down to pick her book up but Philip picked it up before she could.

"It's okay, I got it," he said, "Besides, you're hurt. Let me handle it." Philip picked up all her books and bounded a few tables over where her thermos slid to and picked it up too. Aurora just wanted to hide under a table and hope that everyone forgot she existed. People were still staring at her. Why was Philip being so nice to her? Was this even necessary?

Once he got all her stuff, Philip insisted on carrying them to her table. "Where do you sit? Let me take these to your table."

"I, uh…" Aurora just led Philip over to where Snow and Cindy were sitting. She passed a few students who gave her funny looks. Gosh, they must think me such a brat, Aurora thought. Needing one of the few guy-cheerleaders to carry my stuff, gosh so embarrassing! It's not like I purposely slipped so I can be rescued!

He put her stuff down on the table. "Here you go. I hope you'll feel better. If you need anything, just ask." Philip smiled at her sheepishly.

"Um... Thanks again…" Aurora mumbled. He looked at her tenderly one last time and went back to his table. Doesn't she know how cute she looks when she blushes, Philip thought to himself.

Snow and Cindy just stared at their friend and giggled. When Philip was out of earshot Snow just burst out, "Omigosh! You so have to go out with him! That is like the sweetest thing I've ever seen! Gosh, I wish I had a guy that would care for me like that!"

"You guys! Shush!" Aurora gave her friends pleading looks to keep their mouths shut.

"You know he has like the biggest crush on you, right?" Cindy said.

"No he doesn't! He's just nice! In fact, other boys should follow in his example and help out more often!" Aurora refused to believe what Cindy said.

"Well, anyways. We've been waiting forever for you to arrive! What took you so long?" Snow asked.

"I had to stay behind and help the teacher put the workbooks away," Aurora explained.

"They need to give you a break! It's not like you're their slave or anything," Cindy said.

"I know! That's what I think too! But I can't just say no to my teachers, they're… teachers!" Aurora simply wasn't the defiant type.

"Anyways, while you weren't here, Cindy and I were talking about hanging at my place later on after school," Snow grinned. Aurora remembered her mentioning this earlier, but they never had the chance to revise this plan since Aurora hasn't seen them since first period.

"I'm going," Cindy said.

"Pleeease come?" Snow begged with her puppy eyes, hoping to persuade her friend. "It'll only be the three of us! No dad or Doris. Mom will be too busy to care."

Aurora thought about it. "Pleeeease? Pretty please?" Snow begged.

"You can do your homework at her place…?" Cindy tried to help.

"I'll bake you pie? My special apple pie?" Snow hoped to bribe her friend, plus no one could resist her pies.

"Okay, okay," Aurora gave in. There was no use saying no to those eyes and especially the pie. And Cindy was right; she could always just do her homework at Snow's.

"Yay!" Snow gave Aurora a tight hug.

"So we meet at my locker after school!" Snow piped excitedly, since hers was nearest to the school exit.

Adam checked the area to make sure no one was around. Once the coast was clear, he moved aside the stacked-up chairs and squeezed through the tiny path. He carefully repositioned the chairs just as they were and wriggled though the heaps of junk, stray instruments and stage decorations until he finally reached a small empty space by a brick wall. This was his safe haven, his own little space where he could be alone at peace, where no one could bother him. He could just relax and eat lunch here all by himself, whilst enjoying good music, a book or even stream a movie from his laptop.

Adam's little secret hideout was located right behind the library. There was a small, cramped space between the back of library and the back of the hall where the school put aside useless junk that are forgotten and just left to rot. Of course sometimes the janitors come by to take some stuff, but they return it later on, so it wasn't a major problem for Adam since no one else ever comes by anyway. It was the perfect spot because it was right behind the library. There was free wi-fi and no one would know he was snagging it.

Adam tapped at a loose brick in the library wall, and gently removed it. A gush of cold air rushed to his face and he smiled. There was also air-conditioning. During the summer, the chairs block out the sun, providing him with just enough shade. And during winter, the little hole in the wall would gush out hot air from the heaters in the library. No one would ever find out about it either because the back of the library was where all the thick reference books were and no one ever touches those. So the shelves and books conceal his little hole perfectly.

He leaned against the brick wall with his neck positioned right in front of the little hole. He sighed in comfort and ate his lunch, feeling very pleased with himself. He was always careful not to leave any evidence of him being here, like crumbs or food wrappings.

He left himself to his thoughts. The first thing that came into his mind was Belle.

Oh God, Adam thought as he replayed the History class scene in his head. I'm such a socially awkward idiot, he thought. No one knew that Adam has a huge crush on Belle. God, that girl was beautiful, smart and quiet (he liked quiet girls, there weren't a lot of them), and on top of that she loved to read. The both of them were actually so similar in many ways, making Adam all the more attracted to her. But the thing was, he was a complete moron when it came to people, especially girls. All he wanted to do was to get Belle's attention today; instead he ended up pissing her off. And what the heck was the pen about?! Stupid! He just wanted to go up to her and apologise, but then he remembered his pen was in his hand and made up something lame, giving Belle his pen instead. And that was his favourite pen! Sigh. Well, at least it was in Belle's custody.

It's like every time he tried to approach her, even to just talk, there's a defense mechanism that would automatically activate and screw everything up. Rather than just saying a simple "Hello", he'd end up making a weird comment about her appearance that probably came off offensive more than complimentary. He just has the ability to keep embarrassing himself in front of Belle.

He just... he just wanted to talk to her.

He shook the thought away and put on his earphones and played some music off his iPhone, hoping to forget his inelegant encounter with Belle.

A/N:

I hope this chapter wasn't too boring or anything… It isn't a particularly interesting chapter, I admit. It was more to get the plot going, so it was a necessary chapter :3

- I hope I didn't describe Hercules too much as the beefy, burly type because he's not. He's just supposed to be slightly larger than the average boy, but not hunky like a dumb jock.

- Uh, where I come from, we call it canteen instead of cafeteria :3 So… just in case any of you get confused…

- I hope you liked the couples in action (well sort of). Lots of romance going around and lots of teasing in this chapter. I dunno, I just like writing teasing scenes, maybe because I'm such a teaser myself :P

- There's a reason why I made Philip a cheerleader (no longer the captain :3), not just because he "seemed like the type". You'll see later why :P

- Do you guys like how I characterized Adam? His bit becomes quite essential later on ;)

What do you guys think? I was actually quite ecstatic when I received some of your comments :D I really put a lot into researching the characters; I have a whole table on each character's characteristics just to remind myself what they should be like, how they should act, since I really wanted to stay true to how they were originally.

So please, please leave more because just one little comment really makes my day ^^